I PULLED A MAFIA BOSS FROM A SINKING YACHT—24 HOURS LATER, HIS BODYGUARD BROUGHT $2 MILLION TO MY DOOR

Sharp features that would have been handsome if he had not been pale from nearly dying. Expensive clothes ruined by salt water and blood. The watch on his wrist was still ticking.

Waterproof.

Probably worth more than my car.

“What happened out there?” I asked.

His eyes met mine.

Flat.

Guarded.

“Someone tried to kill me.”

The words hung in the small room.

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